Inked (Tattoos and Leather) by Jaymie Holland Read Free Book Online

herself with one hand, feeling wisps of her hair tickle her flushed cheeks.
    “You’re on stage.” Sean’s voice sounded rich with that erotic menace she’d heard when he first touched her at DII. “Don’t disappoint your audience.”
    Or else…
    Megan’s eyes drifted from his face to his neck, to the inked flames marking his skin. She was the one catching fire now. Her entire body was burning. She felt outside herself, but more fully present than she had ever been.
    Now how did Drew tell her to sell the products to men?
    “Make it sensual... Get the male guest’s attention… Give him a glimpse of a little foreplay…” Drew had said. “You know what to do.”
    Oh, sure. But Drew hadn’t known that Megan would be doing it in front of a pair of twins who were going to make her into a Megan-sandwich. Or had she? She probably had.
    Megan swallowed as the image of being sandwiched between the two men went through her mind and she knew she must have turned three shades redder.
    Two pairs of blue eyes drilled into her as she picked up a tweezer nipple chain with red flowers and little silver bells. They tinkled as her hands shook a little.
    “Well,” she began, but Nick interrupted her.
    “Sir will do,” he said. “For both of us. Don’t fail to address us properly in the future.”
    Megan sucked in a breath, then let it out slowly.
    “Well, sir ,” she started again. “As you know, foreplay is essential in a satisfying sexual relationship.” Megan knew her voice was trembling as she gave the sales pitch, modifying it for the men, but she kept her eyes on Sean’s tattoo. She stroked the top of one breast with the chain, letting the bells dangle against one escaping nipple, and the sensation almost made her moan.
    “Go on,” Sean instructed.
    “Yes, sir,” Megan responded, more naturally than she would have thought possible.
    She stroked her nipple with the chain again, sending shockwaves through her own body. “Here we have a seasonal treat guaranteed to leave your woman begging for your mouth.” Up and down went the bells on the chain as she recited what Drew had told her. The bells tinkled each time they bounced across the swollen flesh, and her nipple throbbed each time she touched it. “With this sliding ring, you can take her from tweak to pinch in the blink of an eye. These clamps are durable, easy to manage, and sure to stay on even under the most passionate assault.”
    I’m going to die , she thought as Nick and Sean unfolded their arms and moved closer to the stage. I can’t believe I’m doing this .
    She whirled away from them and dropped the nipple clips.
    Unicorn. Unicorn!
    She almost said it. Then she pinched her sensitized nipple. She was pretty sure she was losing her mind.
    I want this.
    The voice was tiny, scared—but excited, and it was hers, rising from deep inside the secret corners of her mind.
    I’ve always wanted this.
    Before she could lose her nerve a second time, she grabbed a tube of crimson lotion, and when she turned to face the twins again, they were standing right in front of the stage.
    “This is Liquid Fire, our top of the line warming lotion.” She opened it, squeezed a little of the fluid into her palm, then began rubbing it between her cleavage.
    Her skin tingled immediately, and she let her hands slip beneath the body stocking to the full swells of her breasts, where she stroked and massaged, biting her lip as the hot lotion set off a cascade of pleasure bordering on pain. She didn’t know where it came from, but she was touching herself in an erotic way that was not quite what Drew had taught her to do.
    Megan continued, “It comes in several flavors, like apple, cherry, strawberry and chocolate—but I prefer cinnamon. A little more spice, don’t you think?”
    Nick and Sean didn’t say anything, but they watched. The heated cinnamon scent stung Megan’s eyes just enough to make them water, and she blinked.
    Sean folded his arms and nodded once.